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i will float on to the next part,



forget the life, move to a more populated place,



because living is just my energy puppeteer,



controlling this flesh dummy,



listen up, listen up,



stop doing the nothing,



kid you got places to be and things to see,



wake up, wake up,



rise up again,



and turn absence into something,





hear the voices lift high,



leaving a tornado of times and tribulations,



a tsunami of fear and idyll thoughts,



tripping on the suns rays,



the waves of wind hurdle over the cross-hairs of rain,



an angelic excuse for obscenity,



exposing hateful pockets of frozen pellets,



crashing in like a beautiful discord,



buzzing through the cellardoor,



beautiful actions of mayhem,



become dust.





WITH AN APATHY FOR LUST.





-bloodofchrist

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foreveranangelicvampire
09:13 Feb 26 2011

I like it I turned it into a song in my head

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never ever say your sorry for no reason,



wake up from this nightmare and say this all happen for a reson,



what's the purpose of it when all you got is nothing,



havin' to find something in mumbling,



all my thoughts under my breathe,



whispering like a don't have a throat,



there's a distant scream but a shadow is all that's left,



A fucking bottle and a smoke,



is the only thing that allows me to react,



to what you have to say,



enough is enough,



your tomorrow has always been my today,



and according to my clock,



yesterday is now,



the calendar is a part of a sound,



it echo's through the loudness of living,



in a crowd of haters that become friends,



all these scars i'm just wishin for some amends,



not even jesus christ could save me,



been there, done that,



i asked for forgivness and all i got was a fee,



paying for love is harsher than bein broke,



cause when you got nothing,



eveything you see becomes something,



not even a dollar bill in my pocket,



just praying for an answer that may never come,



rather than waiting for a lie,



i'l lay back and sigh,



relize that this is all apart of what we call life,



can't describe the emotions flowing through my mind,



it's like a fucking puzzle,



and i'm a dog smothered in a muzzle.







his palms are sweaty and nothing means nothing,



im not gonna give you the chance at my heart,



a fucking bullet is more painful than you tryin to start,



something that has already finished,



can i lose myself in a world full of bloodsuckers and lyers,



nothing but a mind and a stack of flyers,



if it's true than let it go,



nothings worth losin' your life ova',



so become the woman i need you to be,



be there when i need you most,



cause these words is all i'm worth,



my actions don't mean shit when i'm stuck in a fucking curse,



be my release and let me fly with the angels,



cause heavens one click away, but i'm not,



my body becomes mangled, love is what i sought,



now nothings left but a level of forgiveness that i've never seen before,



i gave you everything, how could you have asked for more?







I'm done, forgive and forget me.



maybe one day you'll see.

I've tried to escape, i've tried to relate,

but the honest truth is that you're full of peace,

I can fight the pain but isn't it overwhelming,

when the one thing you've got to escape,

is all that you can hear, taste, and smell, and faith,

why believe in the innocence of hope,

i remember a long time ago,

when my family and friends left and said hello,

Let me write my thoughts on life,

let me fly to the height of no return,

and let these pages rip out and burn,

lets be reasonable and say it's just not real,

i had to leave this dishonesty and find me.



I remember when i used to be you.

But the memories were just not the truth.





-justin (emo-ness of the year)

I'm screaming at my own shadow,

Going insane at the thought that i'm alone,

It follows me wherever i go,

takes my lead, two steps ahead, creeping slow,

If love is what's left on my back door,

then i am the house of closed windows,

i've smashed every mirror since 1989,

my fear has become my sign,

hung across the halls of memories,

Pictures are memories of what's right,

memories are pictures, glared by the light,

let me tend my nest,

and you can take charge of all the rest.



My shadow is ten feet behind me,

look at what i've become,

here i am,

watching silently at the stars,

blissfull thoughts become rationality,

here i am,

alone and cold,

roaring of my guitar,

the one that everybody loves,

here i am,

tearing myself apart for your compassion,

help me,

please someone come quick.

here i am,

here i am.

follow my footsteps.